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"Seduction in Blood"Written By: Emerald Pillow & Thorne Pairings: Too many to name Warnings: Humor; Agnst; Death; & Lemon/Limes
Disclaimer: I don't own the Gundam guys, just
the images in my head... And anyone who may want to sue, can have
Emerald's cat that's named Duo...but looks like Trowa... Notes: This is the first fanfic that I have ever been able to post. I've had much help from Emerald. Thanks again Em!!! Rating: NC 17 The vampire of this story does a lot of thinking. When this occur ~ ~ will indicate thoughts.
Seduction In Blood Part 10
Duo stepped into the living room to find Quatre sitting on the couch. The American had been searching the entire condo for Heero, with no luck. It was nearly nine o'clock and Duo was more than ready to hit the club scene with the Japanese boy. If anyone knew where to find the absent person, it would be Quatre. "Hey Q." Duo called and jumped over the back of the couch to land on the cushion next to his blonde friend. "Whatca up to?" "Just thinking." The Arab answered without looking up at the violet eye boy. "About what?" "Nothing really. What are you doing?" "Looking for Heero." "He left about fifteen minutes ago." "Huh? Where'd he go?" Quatre shrugged. "I'm not sure." "He didn't take you with him?" "No. He said that he wanted time alone." "Does he do that often?" "Not really. In fact this is the first time I've known him to take off without at least telling me where he was going." "Do you think he's all right." Quatre laughed and looked over at Duo. "Have you forgotten who we're talking about?" "Oh. Yeah. Right. I guess I did for a second. It's some times hard to believe that he's a vampire." "Yeah." After the short laugh, Quatre seemed to have fallen back into his mood of depression. "Are you sure you're okay?" "You know Heero likes you. . .don't you?" "Why else would he ask me to stay with him?" "No. . .not just a friend. . .but more than that. . .more than lovers too." Duo remained silent as he thought about what was just said. "Maybe you're not seeing it because you don't know him as well as I do. . .but he seems to have grown fond of you." "Maybe you're just being paranoid. Heero doesn't seem to be the type to care for anyone that deeply." "But he does you. I know he does. I can tell by the way he looks at you." Duo's eyes fell to the carpet. Knowing how Quatre feels about Heero was only making him feel that much more guilty for having Heero interested in him. "Don't feel bad Duo." Quatre consoled and lightly placed his hand over his friend's. "I'm glad that he's finally feeling something other than hatred, loneliness, and depression. I don't care if it is you that's bringing him those feelings as long as he's having them." "I just feel like I'm moving in on your territory." "He isn't some land to discover Duo. Besides, in the end, it doesn't even matter." The depression thick in the usually soft voice stung Duo's heart. "Isn't there some other way Quatre? Why do you have to end your life? Why can't you. . ." "It's something I've thought long and hard about Duo. . .and I've decided that it's something I want to do. No matter if I get away, or not. . .it's still happened. I can't forget it, and because of that, it'll continue to hurt." Tears burned the back of the blue eyes and Duo pulled him into a comforting embrace. "The only way to truly forget is in death." "Quatre. . ." "Do you have any ideal what it's like to have to relive the same torturous scenario? Not only in life, but dreams as well? I haven't been to sleep in three weeks. I've been taking speed to keep myself awake." The tears spilled down the flushed cheeks. "I can't live like this. I won't live like this." He held tightly to his friend's shoulders. "Get drunk with me Duo." The blonde pleaded and pull from the embrace.
~What do you want?~ Heero demanded silently as he kept his eyes to the petite brunette before him. ~Don't think for one moment that I don't know what you're planning Heero. Don't do that to him?~ Wu Fei warned while staring at the Japanese boy's back. ~Why would you care what I do with him? You rejected him.~ ~I didn't reject him. . .I just couldn't accept him. He already has someone he cares greatly for.~ ~You? I think I can make him forget that you're still walking the Earth.~ ~I'm not talking about me. I'm talking about Trowa.~ ~Trowa?!?~ Heero stopped dead in his tracks at the name. Though he had learned a lot about Duo from reading the boy's mind, he seemed to have failed to catch the memory of whom Wu Fei was talking about. The girl dancing with him looked up in confusion. "Heero, are you okay?" She questioned, and was ignored as he spun around to glare at Wu Fei. ~So you don't know after all. . .just as well. Leave him alone Heero.~ ~Who is this Trowa?~ ~Someone that's just as much in love with Duo as Duo is in love with him. You've no right to come between them. If you care at all for Duo, you won't make the same mistake that I did with you.~ ~You're wrong. If Duo cared at all for this 'Trowa', he wouldn't be here now. He wouldn't have feelings for you.~ ~He's confused.~ Glaring to himself, Heero turned to leave the club. As he climbed into his Diabol, he wasn't surprised to find Wu Fei sitting next to him in the passenger seat. ~He's mine now.~ ~Heero, don't do this to him. He's done nothing to you. Your falling for Duo wasn't his fault. You know why he came here.~ At that moment, Wu Fei felt the thoughts going through Heero's mind. . .and it bothered him. . .nearly scared him. He could feel Heero's power. It had grown drastically since the last time they had seen each other. In truth, he felt that Heero was even more powerful than himself. The centuries that he spent sleeping had allowed the other vampire amble time to catch up and possibly surpass him. ~He's not yours.~ ~I will make him mine.~ ~I won't let you.~ The Diabol stopped in the middle of the street as Heero's colbat eyes narrowed at the older vampire. ~If you get in my way, Duo will not have to keep his part of the deal.~
~What the hell are you doing?~ He demanded in Quatre's mind. When there was no response, Heero realized that his follower was drunk. . .after probing Duo's mind, he found the same results. He then remembered what Wu Fei had said earlier that night. If he was going to act, now would be the perfect time before the Chinese boy recover and appears. Heero wasted no time in removing his jeans, and positioning himself behind the American. At first, Duo seemed surprised at the entrance. . .but soon forgot the shock as Heero's enlarged cock began pumping into him. He pushed back the braid and kissed along the smooth neck a few times before inserting his fangs into the jugular vein. The victim didn't seem to notice the slight pinch in his neck as Heero began sucking the fresh blood from the body. A few moments passed before Duo released into the Arab. Quatre collapsed on the mattress below before blacking out in his drunken stupor. Meanwhile, Heero continued making love to the braid boy, as Duo was beginning to show his weakness. Pulling from both task of pleasing him, and slowly killing him, Heero lightly laid the boy on his back. He then re-guided himself into his lover and reclaimed the wounds on the neck. For the first time in the three months that Heero has known Duo, the American was thinking about Trowa. For what reason, was unknown. Maybe because his subconscious knew what Heero was doing to him; or maybe it was the alcohol that he had consumed that night. . .whatever the reason, Heero got a glimpse of the Latin boyfriend and his anger grew. He realized that Wu Fei's words were right. . .but it didn't stop Heero for a second. He continued with his plan, determined to get what he wanted. Duo woke up with a pounding headache. He tried to sit up straight, but found that he was too weak; so he continued to lay still. He wasn't sure why, but he felt different this morning, and something told him that it wasn't because of getting drunk last night. As he slowly opened his eyes, he was a little surprised that he was alone in bed. He could remember making love to Heero last night before blacking out. As of lately, his lover had made it a habit to wake up next to him, so why was now different. ~I'm still here.~ He heard Heero's thoughts clearly, and wondered where he was at. Instead of an answer, he felt Heero crawl up his body, kissing his body through the sheets as he moved along. The touch, like it has become over time, were soft and gentle; nearly loving. "I feel so weird." Duo muttered as Heero's lips found his ear lobe. "I know I didn't drink that much." Suddenly, he could hear Heero's feelings and confessions of falling in love with him. Duo's violet eyes widen all at once as he couldn't believe that Heero was telling him this. ~I'm not telling you anything.~ Heero's thoughts once again found his mind. "I can hear you Heero. Stop telling me these things." ~I'm not telling you. . .you're reading my mind.~ "How's that possible? I'm not psychic or a vam. . .Heero, you didn't." Duo turned onto his back and looked up at his lover. "Please tell me you didn't." Tears welled into his eyes as he stared deeply into the blue ones hovering over him. No words needed to be said for him to know the answer. "How could you?" ~I want to be with you Duo. Forever. I can give you everything you've ever wanted. . .everything you ever desired. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you. I've given you power that you could never dream of.~ "No." Duo whispered, with tears still in his eyes. All at once, the American's thoughts were filled of things that Wu Fei had told him. Thoughts and memories of Trowa. . .as well as his true feelings for the Latin. He could feel Heero invading his thoughts, and fear crept into his heart. Heero narrowed his eyes at the American while listening and dwelling in these memories; and his anger toward Trowa grew. "Hi, you've reach Duo and Trowa. . ." Duo's voice eluded the receiver. "Neither of us are able to answer the phone right now. . .why isn't really important." Trowa smiled to himself as he listened to the seductive tone of his lover. "But if you leave a name and phone number, we'll call you as soon as we get done-I mean back." This was followed by a beep. "Hey Duo. It's me. I guess I missed you again." He fought back the tears as he leaned against the wall next to the phone booth. "I'm just calling to let you know that I'm coming back early. I can't wait to see you again. . .bye." As he hung up, he tried to force himself not to worry. He knew that if anyone could handle himself in any type of situation, it was Duo. . .though he couldn't help but shake the feeling that something was wrong. The dig was suppose to last another two months, but Trowa found that he couldn't stay any longer. Not only was he missing Duo so much that it hurt, but he learned of the true reason why he was there in the first place. It wasn't because of his grades, skills, or intelligence. . .it was because Prof. Wiggims found him attractive. Though the older man had been hitting on him for the entire trip, he had failed to realize it due to his separation from his boyfriend. However, last night had made things crystal clear for him, when the teacher nearly raped him in a tent. The moment he pried himself from the attack, he headed straight for the city to refund his ticket and get one for a sooner departure. The last thing he was going to do was stay at the sight. He had been calling all day in hopes of catching Duo. More than anything he wanted to hear the lighthearted voice. The answering machine message just wasn't enough for him. "Trowa Barton?" Trowa looked up into a pair of unfamiliar eyes.
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